Tales from the Bush in Quebec

I have a Family & Friend's Blog in which I try to write everyday, and have been for a year or so now. Here is this morning's post. My Blog site was down (again), and I had already copied it, so wanted to paste it somewhere. Adnohr. I had been living in this area for many, many years. Circumstances... Sign in to see full entry.

And here we are - both reformed, and the best of friends! I have another really good one of the hero - Mr. Budinski (alias the little Sh*t) - but am having a problem uploading it! Will keep trying. You see Nautikos? I kept my promise! Adnohr Sign in to see full entry.

Ben is on the left - very intelligent, he would have been a good police dog. Beef was so loving, and so patient. A big huggable mutt!!! Sign in to see full entry.

You can see Beef doing his "Let me in, please!" bark. Sign in to see full entry.

I wrote this poem at the grand ‘ole’ age of twenty. It was for an older friend, a woman who, on her fortieth birthday, spoiled her surprise party by crying rivers of tears because she had found a new wrinkle on her face just that morning. She did not want to age. She was the reknown beauty in her... Sign in to see full entry.

My friend had called on a Thursday night, which meant that I would have to take Monday off work if I was to keep my promise to pick him up. It was easier than I thought. My mood was not the best at the office on Friday. I was mentally counting off the days until doom – I’d be leaving the dogs and... Sign in to see full entry.

High season at the office thwarted my good intentions to shorten work hours and spend more time exercising the dogs. From mid-March right through April, each employee was required to do overtime. Tax season was always busy. It didn’t help that the company was attempting to cut costs by hiring less... Sign in to see full entry.

I haven't finished the next installment, but thought maybe readers would like to see "the little Sh*t" - who isn't so little. Hope to post the end of the story within a couple of days. Thanks for reading! Adnohr xxx Sign in to see full entry.

I stared at the empty cage. It stood there, a blatant accusation, its emptiness the result of my incompetence. During the frantic drive to the bush, I’d rejected the nagging fear that I was too late. There was no denying it now. Slowly I walked over and sank down onto the couch….Bud’s couch….the... Sign in to see full entry.

The phone rang three times before I could dredge up enough courage to pick up the receiver. “Hello?” “Hey there! Wanted to see how you’re doing, and how the pitt is recuperating from his battle wounds.” Relief made me faint. It was my comrade who had helped with the dogfight and the cage. But the ID... Sign in to see full entry.